Harvey's whole body lurched as if he'd been struck. He stared at me, lips trembling, unable to form a single word.
I picked up the laser pointer and aimed it at the test report on the screen. "First, when Mr. Sterling said '30,000 rounds', his gaze shifted down and to the right, and he touched the tip of his nose twice in succession. Behavioral reactions alone can prove he's lying, but they can't be used as direct grounds for disqualification. So the project team has already retrieved the original test logs."
The screen switched. The display clearly showed the real number of tests run on Sterling Group's system. "The actual stress tests were only 872. The so-called 30,000 were fabricated by splitting and re-counting repeated operation logs."
Murmurs rippled through the room. Harvey's f
